Waiter, there's a ____ in my soup! [IC]

"Oh, sorry man I have no clue how that keeps happening. It certainly is an interesting spacial anomaly. Do you mind if I take that soup? For research purposes of course..." He takes out a note pad and starts scribbling notes. You're not getting his attention back.

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"Uhh.... Why is there all this glitter in my soup waiter? It looks more like the inside of a crystal ball than soup. Is this even healthy?" Mikhail just stirs the soup, unsure of what to do with it. "Is there even any meat in here? I ordered meat."

“Okay, you, like, hate fun. I’ll keep that in mind the next time you come here!” Desdemona chirped, writing something down on a little notepad. “It’s a special promotion for this place’s like, anniversary or whatever, but I’ll give the free ice cream soup to someone else, if you really don’t want it!”

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“Uhh, excuse me!” Desdemona huffed as she reached out and grabbed her waiter by the arm. “There’s an egg in my soup! Not like, a boiled egg either!”

looking into the soup bowl, you see a raw egg floating in the soup, along with so many minuscule pieces of eggshell. On the table next to the bowl are the bigger pieces of eggshell, which are all soaked with soup. There is a puddle forming on the table.

”What gives?!”

(bump)

Saiph blinks at the sight of the bowl. ...Are those his feathers? ...Gods damn it.

What's his excuse this time?

"U-Um-- you see- our dearest chef Mori has made an error in your dish! H-he must've though you asked for the bedtime special! Pillow feathers n' all! There's even a bit'a chamomile in there for relaxation, if you look hard enough...! Eheheh... I'll take that away now!" he makes a mad dash away with the tainted soup, looking mortified. He would never let this one down.

Saiph apprehensively looks to the soup his waiter had just brought him. "H-hey, waiter... Um... Question for you really quickly, if you don't mind...? I haven't seen a, uh... Gun in soup before. Do you suppose it... Makes the flavor pop? I'm just curious is all..."

"Because the ship's ran out of ingredients so we decided to put a gun in yer' soup and hope that ye' could eat it with yer teeth - but oh well guess, i was wrong, bleh" She pick up the gun from the soup and chews them into pieces. "Mmmm~ tasty. Too bad, now we gonna fish fer' tomorrow midday."

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She glares at the soup that the waiter has given her, she slam the table and spoked "ARRRR, ye better have some more explanations to do. Why th' fuck would ye put, a CONTROLLER in my SOUP?!?!? Answer ME" she growls.

"heh.. well, you see.."

salem pushed up his glasses, giving a satisfied smile.

"it was the secret ingredient to this gamer's delight. maybe you should try the soup before yelling at me.. i tested it from your bowl, it's pretty good. wait, no, i didn't."

"so.."  

salem gave a confused scowl, raising his eyebrow at whoever had made this slander of a soup.

"really? a miku figure..? i mean, i'm not complaining, but come on. that specific model is at least two hundred smackaroos. and now it's full of soup. nice job."

"Urgh, not this again! Why does Spade keep his anee-may figurine RIGHT NEXT TO THE LEEKS??? Be thankful it ain't chopped up."

Zit seems to be unaware of the reference his friend made, and the fact that Vocaloid isn't an anime.

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Zit gazes at his bowl in eldritch horror.

"WHY IS THERE A FEDERAL INCOME TAX RETURN DOCUMENT IN MY SOUP???"

"Huh? Federal Income Tax Return Documents" Attila's eyes widened, he gathered the drenched up document from the soup. What a day, the curator just received a taste of tax instead of some warm soup "I'm from Hungary, not from the US. I have no idea how it works. Chef probably got some financial problems or something?"

His stomach felt like a volcanic rumbling, waiting for food to be consumed. The curator took a spoonful of soup, yet, the taste is not what usually is. "Uh... I ordered a soup. Wait, did you just put some eldritch creature as an ingredient?"

Ad scratched the inside of his ear with little attentiveness to the curator's issue. "Isn't that one of the ingredients? I don't know, I'm on break," he waved his hand dismissively.

"Wh-- Hold on now!" Addy held his hands up from the bowl then grabbed your sleeve to pull you back. "What're you trying to pull here? Why is there a smaller bowl of soup inside of my soup?!"

She looked at him, but maybe not. Either way, the short pause that resulted from the sudden pull preceded a very certain statement and it was hard to tell if she was serious or not. "There is? I assume the flies need soup too. You have extra." This response is followed by a smile that itself involves another question. "Enjoy?"

Her sit-stance is enough that she can see over the table and bowl that rests on it. It is a moment before a question is directed toward you, a cheerful note present but seeming slightly forced. "I think there is a fly in my soup. ... No, that is not a problem, I want more." She looks at you expectantly.

The Legion bent down near Mai's table, staring comically at the soup, "of course dear. We design our meals to cater to the individual, it was no accident. (It so was a accident, who they fooling.) Allow us." The mass grafted its fingers together as its magic multiplied the amount of flies inside the soup at will.

"Enjoy. If you have the time, do not forget to address your compliments to the chef." It comes with the revelation that every worker in the restaurant was Legion, as a Legion with a chef's hat waved at the spider lady from the corner.

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It was business at usual, as Legion wreaked havoc upon the restaurant staff by simply ordering everything off the menu. When it finally arrived to the hivemind's table, it smiled excitingly. Until it scowled as it held up a bowl of potato soup. "Dear. We have noticed the interesting item your chefs put inside our soup." It pulled out a rusty padlock with the key still inside the keyhole, dripping with potato soup and cheese. The rust had littered all into the soup. "Do you care to explain why this was in our soup?" It did not look happy.

"uh oh" the girl look panicked "um...." she start to sweating "ah....." she to scare to answers because the appearance of the person.

her body is shaking "please don't kill me" with a timid voice "It... my.... first ti....time....w...working....here" she stuttered

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a new restaurant was open, in curiosity Hyen decided to eat there. she order an soup it was good until she found a small slices of tomato. she pretty sure that this is a corn cream soup, she raised her hand then an waiters come by "why there is a tomato on this soup?" she pause a bit "I'm pretty sure that corn cream soup rarely have tomato in it"